"What would you like to do?" he asks, enduring my mood swings.
"I don't know," I reply, feeling the sense of doing nothing settling in. 'What would I wanna do?' I ask myself, feeling utter boredom overcoming me.
"Well, do you wanna watch Disenchantment?" he asks, trying to help me with my boredom.
"No."
"A movie perhaps?" I shake my head.
"Do you wanna draw?" he enquires, quickly covering up with another question as I give him a look.
"Read?"
Ignoring his last question, I focus on his laptop as an idea takes me over.
"Do you perhaps wanna play dress-up games?" the hesitance, lacking in my voice.
He gives me a ridiculed look. Seeing my overly serious expression, I watch as his eyes grow wider as his mind starts racing with all sorts of ideas. He seemed to give it a short thought before answering with, "Sure. Anything you want, Princess."
That day marked the onset of him playing dress-up games with me as a form of spending some quality time with me. One of the reasons that make him so adorable is his lack of reluctance when he sees how clearly the other is so excited about something. Five months in and here we are, having watched most of my comfort films, played my comfort games, and even heard my sixth-grade playlist. I love you Ban. I truly do.
